So here I was in the community library engrossed in my John Grisham book when she entered. It was threatening to rain when she entered so it all seemed surreal. She stood at the door way with the wind blowing her long black hair all over the place. Initially, I thought I was the only one who noticed but I looked around and everyone else was looking at the door too. Not that there were that many people there - let me see, the librarian, his annoying assistant, Adwoa Manu, the white guy, the fat boy and his skinny twin brother, my ex, the handsome guy who was now with my ex and who else? of course Rachel Platt, the pretty girl from Albania...
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